When you take her out

when you take her out,

you'll give her wine to drink-

red wine-

that will stain her lips purple

and blacken the clefts

between her gums and her teeth

And as she smiles, revealing

the gruesome, but unaware rows

of ivory dyed violet she'll be

bare- stripped-

from her elegant ease, at

the mercy of you're endearment.

You'll tilt you're head, charming,

at belle who beams like the shy cheshire cat

you'll entice her with a promise

somewhere pretty, with a view, you and i.

                              we'll go

you will paint her with your best words

despite that besmirched grin

to soften her mouth to what you'll

snatch-softly, 

 saying

oh, you're teeth are black

your lips are soiled

but don't worry my love

my heart too,  is black.